319: C319 Punching Edge

C319 Punching Edge

"Hahaha, to be able to receive such recognition from Master Wuqing Zi, I'm guessing that this painting should have even more collection value than the painting that Mister Zhu Huang casually made."

After hearing Wuqing Zi's comment, Elder Zhao laughed heartily. Feeling that victory was already in his grasp, he asked.

However, Wuqing Zi did not directly answer Elder Zhao's question. Instead, he turned to look at Ye Mo and said with a faint smile.

"Little friend Ye, let's take a look together and share your thoughts."

"He really came!"

Looking at this scene, everyone's heart turned cold. At this moment, their guesses had become a reality. Wuqing Zi really had the intention to help Ye Mo!

Ye Mo didn't care much about it, he just stood up and went up to her after agreeing without giving her any opinions. He didn't know much about painting and it was not his forte. He only recognized the painting because he had seen it before and remembered it.

"Little Brother Ye, just watch. If you aren't satisfied, you can come back with me after. I'll also properly entertain you."

Compared to the previous time when he thought Ye Mo was a nobody, Zhao Liang was now very polite. If it wasn't for Ye Mo's good memory, he might have even thought that the previous question about ignoring him was just an illusion.

Ye Mo politely nodded his head, but he didn't pay any attention to the other party's leisure time. Instead, he stood beside the painting and started to read. Due to him not being able to understand the professional content of brushstrokes, lines, and colors, Ye Mo immediately used what he was good at, which was the qi watching technique. He started to observe the state and state of the painter who painted the entire painting when it was being constructed.

"Eh?!"

However, he didn't know. When he saw this, he jumped in fright. Even with Ye Mo's rough scan, he was still surprised.

"What's wrong, Brother Ye?"

Qi Hongbai hurriedly asked as it was the first time he saw such an expression on Ye Mo's face.

"Nothing, I'm sorry, maybe I was wrong."

Ye Mo waved his hand.

Seeing that Wuqing Zi had already taken a glance, Ye Mo looked at it in an analytical manner. As a result, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Hmph, bluffing."

Even though Elder Zhao had already tried to throw the olive branch at Ye Mo, but the granddaughter didn't seem to want to "reconcile" with Ye Mo. When she saw Ye Mo "feigning surprise", she habitually disdained him.

Ye Mo was already used to it and was too lazy to respond to the other party. He directly ignored the ridicule from the girl named Zhao. He rubbed his eyes and checked it with more concentration. However, he still got the same conclusion as before.

Ye Mo couldn't help but look at Wuqing Zi in surprise, only to find him smiling at him.

"You found out?"

Wuqing Zi asked.

"Yes, this person. I was fortunate enough to meet him once and was almost deceived by him."

Ye Mo nodded and sighed.

"Sigh …"

Wuqing Zi let out a sigh. His face showed some melancholy. However, his expression also disappeared in a flash. Then, he returned to his normal calm and looked into Ye Mo's eyes.

"You're not bad. I believe that if he were still alive, he would definitely be pleased to meet you."

"What?"

Except for the two of them, everyone else was confused and didn't understand what the conversation between Ye Mo and Wuqing Zi was about to take place. Qi Hongtai and Zhao Liang were both dumbfounded, while Old Master Tang, who was usually aloof, revealed a thoughtful expression.

"I really didn't expect that little friend Ye had seen his work before. Perhaps this is some kind of fate. Since that's the case, then little friend Ye will announce the results of this Treasure Convention."1

Wuqing Zi crossed his hands and walked back to his chair like a Daoist. He gave Ye Mo the right to read out the result.

Although they did not understand the meaning behind the battle between the two, everyone present understood one thing. That was, Wuqing Zi and Ye Mo came to a consensus, which was to say, their views were the same. That was why Wuqing Zi handed over the right to read it to Ye Mo in order to help his juniors.

"If that's the case, then tell us your result, and let us know."

Old Master Tang said with a smile. His eyes no longer showed any signs of being angered by Wu Tie. His expression remained the same, returning to his previous repulsive state. However, when he communicated with Liu Tie, he still intentionally expressed a sense of intimacy.

"Looks like Little Brother Ye and Master Wuqing Zi have a lot of speculations. They both have the same conclusion. Why haven't you come out yet? Let us have a better look."

As soon as Old Master Tang finished his sentence, Zhao Liang continued. There was almost no gap between the two sentences. There was even a hint of fighting over the words. This was without a doubt very rude.

"If that's the case, then I have to take charge."

Ye Mo glanced at Wuqing Zi and said.

Wuqing Zi nodded with a faint smile, as if he didn't want to explain the truth and its other meaning.

"The one with the highest value in these two paintings is undoubtedly …"

Ye Mo turned around with a smile and said slowly.

Old Master Tang looked calm on the surface, but his fingers that were constantly tapping on the chair with his hands were getting slower and slower, finally stopping. Tang Loong's face was also a little pale, and his mind had already started to think of a way to deal with the worst case scenario. However, due to being too nervous, he couldn't think of a good way for a long time, so his mind was in a mess.

Qi Hongtai was also a bit nervous. Although it was none of his business, he especially didn't want Zhao Liang to win. If Zhao Liang won, he would gain a lot of reputation without paying any price.

Zhao Liang rubbed his goatee as he laid comfortably in his seat with half-squinting eyes. He was not worried about the outcome of the judgement at all, as if a quasi Emperor who was about to inherit the throne was waiting for the eunuch to announce his coronation.

"Eight Mountain Men's《 Mountains and Stones Painting》."

Ye Mo didn't have the habit of keeping people in suspense, so he was just trying to lighten the atmosphere. After looking at the three old men's different expressions, he directly gave their answers.

"Hahaha, don't be discouraged, Brother Tang. You can …" Hm? "What?!"

Zhao Liang immediately stood up and laughed out loud. He was prepared to act like a true victor and exercise his right to "comfort the loser", but his words froze halfway through.

He seemed to have heard something wrong.

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